I looked into her eyes and they just looked
like puddles of milk, with a reflection of the
expanse that hung over them. I would look
for hours at the unattainable sights that could
have been glanced upon.

Could this moment be anymore alluring,
we gazed upon each others reflections.
Hers never rendering to the needs of
my wonderings as when I observed
her puddles of blue I could drone in them.

The door bell rang so I put them back in
beaker, keeping them moist in liquid.
Unattached pools floating within another..
The residual vessels not of wanting were
now vacant of their being and empty.

"Hello officer,

"We have had some disappearances recently,
These are the gentlemen & ladies that have come
to our attention,

"Sorry sir, I haven't seen them around here I they
have such distinct eyes, I would have noticed them,

The door shuts after their  diluted eyes hover over me like
flies, so mundane in sight, like marbles reproduced too
many times.  Flaws visible like cracks in porcelain.
I wait till footsteps are just fading repetitions and then
descend to my viewing room.

                                              They stare at me and I smile.